I'm a shapeshifter!

Every year after the Yogini ashram in Corfu, I go direct to our summerhouse in Småland.Time to rest, relax and be a "carrot"...A boild one:)
With a suitcase full of beauty, soft feminin Goddess clothing from Greece, I land at home. I do a quick stop in Gothenburg to unpack my bags. I'm so well aware of the story of re- packing. So attach to my "fluffy" feminin clothes. Dresses, blouses, shawls, necleses...I always re-pack to much.
This year same, same - did it again!
My friend told me to only bring 2 dresses. Yeah right? Sandals, trousers, silk blouses, dresses, fancy under wears, you name it...A small bag, but anyway to much. But you never know what you might need Anita?
New levels of why I work as a stylist hits me. I need ME!!! Hey, this is what I teach!
Because I actually don't need anything. This is only in my head, Im waiting in the shapeshifter. My transformation into my summerhouse Anitish me.
I'm loving my different way of living. Cool relaxed citychic in Gothenburg, Yogini Peacook in Corfu, Lazy summerhouse look in Småland. My different styles and needs taken care of. Same same and yet so different...
The summerhouse wardrobe is placed on the wall in our bedroom. An old wooden shell with hooks in black steel. Not much on it, but perfect and everything I need. My favorites.
In our summer home I do some serious trip down memory lane...
I'm so in love with my very old and cozy sweatshirt and pants in a VERY good quality from the early 80's. My cool doughter (who used to laugh out loud seeing me in this), wanted to sneaky peek and kind of "steel" them last year! I shouted out a big NO, don't touch!(80,s is the "new black" :) Grey and red with BIG statement all over...Can you see it? It's timeless beauty in shape of old memory's from my time as a scuba diver, (kind of short career but the suit stay's).
Yes, the Goddess has many faces! And in rubber and tubes she showed herself to me -85:-)
Old "farmers"shirt is another favorite. Pale blue and white with some holes that can't be fixed, kind of "country trashy"...Reminds me of my father in law, the man who build this summerhome. Can realy see his surprised face, me wearing this old worn out shirt. He was called "The Earl" when he was a young man. Hope his not turning in his grave, because I love it!
A pair of to old jeans shorts that in the beginning of my vacation nearly fall of because there are to big (fitting good in the end:-) Smack, favorites!
The old bikini I never use hanging on a hook, naked is best !
A well used cotton jumper from the early 90,s,.in pale salmon pink... Matching my orange life jacket from the 60,s. Hello, what more can a woman ask for?
Ops, I forgot my very old rubber boots, that fits like a glove! Perfect in the woods when I'm exited sneaking around hunting (and finding) the yellow gold, chanterelles. Always singing or talking laud, so damn exited...But also scared,  because in our woods it's a lot of scary wild pigs...(no, not eating "that" kind of mushrooms!)I tell you, they are dangerous!
But I'm brave!
I have a beautiful dress to, old hanging on the wall. Not much used, but so romantic and beautiful...on the wall, ha ha ha...Yep, here we have it. This is my dream summerhouse  wardrobe. 
I love this simple way of living. Dive in the ocean with my dog. Don't care about hairdo and makeup. Nothing but the sun and wind on my skin...Yoga on the backyard, a book to read, simple and good food, a drink with my beloved in the afternoon sun by the garage. On plastic chairs, easy going, drinking from the bottles. Just enjoying life...
I'm so in love with how the Goddess shows up in my life, in so many forms...My unpacked citybag stay unpacked. Soon I'm transforming again to?
Well, let's see!